Two she-kits squirmed near a ginger queen's belly, pawing at the soft fur of their mother. The queen's eyes were bleary, but she bent her head to lick her kits.
"This one will be Dewkit, and this- oh!" The ginger queen pushed away the bigger she-kit, gasping.
"What is it, Duneflower?" The medicine cat, watching anxiously, meowed. "Is she dead?"
"She's white!" Duneflower exclaimed. "We can't have white cats in this Clan!"
The medicine cat gaped at the smaller she-kit. She was white, white as snow. "It must be a sign from StarClan! She is one of the Chosen!"
Duneflower gazed down at the pure white pelt. "Is she really?" She murmured. "Am I so lucky to have a Chosen in my litter, Primeroseflight?"
Primeroseflight's emerald eyes were unreadable. "Only time will tell. But in the meantime, I must report this to Flamestar."
Duneflower's heart ached as she thought of the burden of having a Chosen One in her litter. Poor Dewkit would be shunned, treated like fox-dung, while the snowy kit would be the star of ThunderClan.
"May StarClan light your path," Duneflower touched the white kit's pelt as yowls of excitement came from the outside.
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hope.
Fanfiction❝ leafshine can only hope ❞ 200 years after the events of the Broken Code, Leafshine is born into ThunderClan. But not the ThunderClan of the past. This is a twisted ThunderClan, where every cat obeys unwritten rules, without questioning them. Cats...
